~ Warning, contents liable to excite! 18+ ONLY NSFW

#TreatWeek by Tammy-Louise Wilkins

It was merely a dream. A delusional hallucination they often told her. It was a reverie in which she would gladly lose herself in at any and every moment of solitude…

She sat upon the countertop; one leg stretched out on the sodden marble whilst the other dangled in an indolent and limp state. Tracks of icy water slinked down the quivering flesh of her curves until they trickled from the tips of her dainty toes. With one glance into those heated eyes she’d fantasised about so often, she was intoxicated. He stood before her, clad in the only uniform she had envisioned. A God of his own world, the Master of his universe.

It was their chance. The time to finally connect the way they’ve desperately longed for. The one thing that would secure the pairing and change fate. It was their moment to bind the tiny fragments of their hearts into one.

The callous hands of her lover lingered over her thighs as he sank to his knees, the flames sparked within his eyes turning into a blaze. For a long moment, he stared bewitched as she blossomed before him. For him. Her breathing became shallow and hoarse as he teased the tender skin of her inner thighs with light scrapes of his lips. Her eyes widened and his mouth moistens at the delicious sight before his hazel eyes. Kisses turned into licks and her gasps of surprise became long satisfying moans.

Her slender fingers circled around strands of his hair and tugged with force, pulling him harder against her body as his tongue swirled and danced around her lips. She ground his face between her legs until he fucked her with his mouth. Until his tongue was within. The deep voice her inamorato resonated through her body, sending a deep shudder through her and only intensifying her need for some relief from the grip that held her tight.

“Mine.”

Her flesh was his and she knew that when he saw fit, she would be undone upon that countertop.